One night i got really wasted.
I drank the best thing i ever tasted.
I fell and scratched up my face.
During a wild running race.
I dropped my phone in a puddle.
The night i got to cuddle.
And know i regret it
because i broke it,
the night i got wasted.
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I hope you are doing all right. Bien!